Transmigrated as The Best Female Character of the Year

"That’s it," Evan Fairchild responded coolly.

Keith Coleman was left speechless.

’Who was he? An international entertainment manager!’

’With his prestigious reputation, managing some rookie was a gross underuse of his talents! And now he wasn’t even going to be considered a proper agent?!’

’Making him do this? What kind of international joke was this?!’

’He wouldn’t do it. Absolutely not!’

"President Fairchild!"

"AHEM!!!!" Tommy cleared his throat again, this time much louder than before.

Keith Coleman froze.

’Why is Tommy reacting so strongly?! Who on earth is this Melody Monroe girl?!’

"You have a problem with that?" Evan Fairchild glanced at Keith Coleman, one eyebrow slightly raised.

A wave of nervousness washed over Keith Coleman. He quickly waved his hands. "None at all! Heh heh! I don’t have any objections. Don’t worry, President Fairchild. I’ll be sure to do a good job!"

"One more thing," Evan Fairchild said.

"Go on, President Fairchild."

"Don’t let her know."

"Huh?!"

"AHEM!" Tommy piped up again.

"Oh, oh, right, right!" Keith Coleman nodded vigorously.

"Tommy, take him and get him settled."

"Yes, sir!" Tommy gestured for Keith Coleman to follow.

They left the office, one after the other.

The moment they stepped out, Keith Coleman grabbed Tommy. "Tommy, you have to tell me, who on earth is this Miss Monroe?"

"She’s not just Miss Monroe. She’s the future Mrs. Fairchild."

"Holy crap!" Keith Coleman immediately clutched his chest. The news was too shocking, too wild!

"So the eternal bachelor is finally blooming!"

"Come on, I’ll show you to your place. This is your car." Tommy handed the car keys to Keith Coleman.

"It’s great to be back!" Keith Coleman said with a laugh, taking the keys and slinging an arm around Tommy’s shoulders. "Let’s go out and party tonight."

"You should probably get up to speed on Miss Monroe’s situation first."

Tommy took out his phone and pulled up a webpage.

[MELODY MONROE ACCUSED OF SQUEEZING OUT RAYMOND FORD; RELATIONSHIP SOURS AFTER MILK TEA INCIDENT]

[RAYMOND FORD PLAYS THE VICTIM WHILE MELODY MONROE REMAINS AGGRESSIVE]

[RAYMOND FORD EXTENDS OLIVE BRANCH, GETS TRAMPLED BY MELODY MONROE AGAIN]

[JUST HOW TRASHY IS MELODY MONROE? WE UNCOVER THE TRUTH]

"Why are all the comments online so one-sided? Where are the future Mrs. Fairchild’s fans?"

"That’s why President Fairchild had you come back."

"The future Mrs. Fairchild’s team is terrible!"

"It’s not what you think. Her team is actually decent. It’s just that Miss Monroe is a newly signed rookie, and she and this Raymond Ford have the same agent."

"The same agent? The great future Mrs. Fairchild has to share a management team with someone? Why not sign her to Starfall?"

Tommy glanced around and whispered conspiratorially, "Actually, it’s unrequited love on President Fairchild’s part."

"BWAHAHAHAHA!" Keith Coleman couldn’t control himself and let out a laugh that sounded like a tractor starting up. "What do you call this? Payback’s a bitch! BWAHAHAHAHA!"

...

On the set, Melody Monroe had just finished filming a scene when Raymond Ford walked over, holding a plate of pastries.

"Melody, you’ve been filming for so long. Have some pastries!"

"No, thank you," Melody Monroe replied politely.

"I had Leah Young wait in line just to buy these. They’re a Jansburg specialty and really hard to get."

"Thank you, but really, I’m fine," Melody Monroe refused again.

Raymond Ford stood there, a look of disappointment on his face.

Melody Monroe paid him no mind, busying herself with her own affairs.

Onlookers who saw the exchange began to whisper among themselves.

"Raymond Ford is so patient. If I were him, I’d never be that nice to Melody Monroe."

"I know, right? Melody Monroe is going too far!"